Looking at Chu Heng's back as he walked into the security booth, Zhang Xiaodao could not help but feel his heart palpitate. Cold sweat involuntarily broke out on his forehead.
He knew that Chu Heng had already seen through his thoughts. Those words just now were a warning to him.
As Chu Heng walked into the security booth, there was a burst of noisy cursing, but everything quickly returned to normal.
In less than a minute, Chu Heng walked out expressionlessly with the bloodstained saber.
Zhang Xiaodao peeked into the security booth and was shocked.
In the four-sided security booth, four headless corpses were casually lying on the ground. Blood was flowing out of the incision on their necks. Bright red blood was flowing everywhere in large pools. Meanwhile, a few decapitated round heads were neatly arranged in a row facing the door. Their eyes were wide open. From Zhang Xiaodao's angle, it was as if these heads were staring at him.
Zhang Xiaodao subconsciously looked at Chu Heng and realized that he was looking at him with a faint smile. He immediately felt a chill down his spine.
He was really a little scared…
Although he had killed Second Brother Qi and the blond under the urge of intense hatred just now, it was actually the first time in his life that he had killed someone. He did not feel anything at that time, but now that he had recovered, he suddenly felt a little nauseous. The reason why he had told Chu Heng that he would deal with the few hooligans in the police room was only to show his loyalty to Chu Heng.
If he really had to go, putting aside whether he could defeat the four of them, he believed that his speed would definitely not be as quick as Chu Heng's.
This decisiveness came not only from the huge difference in strength, but also from his strong mentality.
From these corpses and Chu Heng's expression, he saw Chu Heng's disregard for life, his habit of killing, as if he had killed not four people but four animals.
He had never even seen such indifference on the gang leader who had been responsible for several murders.
Who exactly was Chu Heng?
Zhang Xiaodao kept guessing Chu Heng's identity in his heart, but he did not notice that Chu Heng's face was slightly pale and his palm was trembling slightly.
How could he have known that Chu Heng was just an ordinary person previously? All of this was actually for him to see. The purpose was to suppress him and make him afraid.
However, in fact, Chu Heng was not feeling well either.
This was the first time he felt warm blood splashing onto his face at such a close distance. Recalling the look in the dead men's eyes before they died, he could not help but feel like vomiting. However, in front of Zhang Xiaodao, he could only forcefully suppress this feeling.
Was this… what it felt like to kill someone?
On the other side, Meng Yue, who had watched the entire process, could not help but want to investigate the situation in the security booth when she saw the smile on Chu Heng's face.
In this half a day of contact, although Chu Heng was sometimes a little cold, it could be seen from his unintentional expression that he was a good person.
Reason told her that Chu Heng had killed the few people inside, but she still did not believe that Chu Heng would do that.
Releasing An Ya's tightly clenched sleeve, she was about to walk over to the police room to see what was going on when An Ya stopped her.
An Ya shook her head at her impassively. She said quietly, "Stop looking… there's nothing to see…"
She was a more rational woman, and she knew exactly what was going on inside.
Meng Yue was still young. She had experienced enough for one day. An Ya was worried that Meng Yue would not be able to accept it.
Of course, she did not think that there was anything wrong with Chu Heng's actions, because she knew very well that if it was Chu Heng who had died just now, in the hands of these hooligans, she and Meng Yue would have had an extremely miserable ending.
"Don't stop her. Let her see…"
Chu Heng spoke calmly.
Hearing Chu Heng's words, An Ya hesitated for a moment before letting go of Meng Yue's arm.
Meng Yue glanced at the frowning An Ya, then at the expressionless Chu Heng and the unhappy Zhang Xiaodao. She hesitated for a moment.
Their expressions told her the truth.
"Go over and take a look…" Chu Heng said coldly, his tone filled with no doubt.
In the next moment, Meng Yue, who saw the situation in the police room, was shocked by the hellish scene in front of her. She subconsciously took a few steps back and fell to the ground. Her face was pale and filled with fear.
Chu Heng walked to Meng Yue's side and looked down at her with an indifferent gaze.
"Remember this image. If you fall into their hands, the result will only be worse."
"The world has become a crueler place than you see now. No one will give you time to grow up because you're young."
Hearing Chu Heng's words, Meng Yue surprisingly did not cry. She did not make a fuss or show any grievance. She just stared at the hell in the security booth as if she wanted to engrave this scene in her mind.
Seeing this, An Ya and Meng Yue sighed to themselves.
If she had not descended into this world, Meng Yue could have lived happily as a rich girl without any worries.
However, she also knew very well that Chu Heng was doing this for Meng Yue's sake.
Because all of this had already become an established fact, no matter who it was, they could only survive better by accepting and adapting to all of this as soon as possible.
If anyone was to blame, it was the mysterious existence that had thrown everyone into this world.
After a while, Meng Yue stood up silently and patted the dust off her butt. She looked up at Chu Heng.
Although her eyes were red, she was in a surprisingly good state of mind.
"Boss, what do we do next!"
An Ya and Zhang Xiaodao also looked at Chu Heng.
Chu Heng smiled and could not help but feel gratified by Meng Yue's performance. After pondering for a moment, he said.
"I need some blood to lure the zombies in front of the door away from it so that the fire won't damage it later…"
Hearing Chu Heng's words, An Ya took out a fruit knife that had not been stained with zombie blood.
"Who's first…"
"Let me do it. Forget about you two girls. It's a pity to have so many scars on you since you're so beautiful…"
Zhang Xiaodao looked at Chu Heng in confusion. He walked in front of An Ya and took the fruit knife, preparing to bleed his palm as he had seen in movies.
An Ya rolled her eyes at the sight and snatched the fruit knife away. She was speechless.
"Are you cutting yourself like this because you don't want to fight for now?"
"Let me do it. I'm a doctor."
"Bear with it… it might hurt a little."
As soon as he finished speaking, before Zhang Xiaodao could react, the fruit knife had already landed on his arm.
The next moment, the wound started bleeding profusely. Blood flowed down his arm and dripped into the bottle that he had prepared.
Chu Heng, who was standing at the side, looked at the beautiful and valiant woman in front of him and his eyes lit up.
"As expected… the team still needs a wet nurse… Oh no… a doctor…"